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The Barbarian King had been in a terrible mood recently. His eldest son, the Lord of the Northern Region, had been assassinated by his ninth son. One hundred thousand soldiers had suffered heavy losses, and their allies had risen up into empires to become enemies!

He did not care about the death of one of his sons, but his eldest son was the Lord of the Northern Region, the future King of Berserkers.

Now that the crown prince was dead, many of his sons were about to start another round of fighting for the throne. However, this was not the time for internal strife. The war with Tianyuan had both victories and losses. However, the recent situation had caused the Barbarian King to smell danger. The conflict in the Rising Sun Empire was even worse!

Today, the subordinates sent the most beautiful and young women to the most respected Barbarian King. They hoped that their Barbarian King would feel slightly better.

When the Barbarian King was enraged, blood flowed like a river!

The Barbarian King had killed quite a few generals and soldiers due to the recent failures. Even when it came to his own people, the Barbarian King had always been strict and merciless. The generals of the northern region only hoped that the Barbarian King would not vent his anger on them. The First Prince had been killed by the Ninth Prince himself, the Ninth Prince had rebelled, and the barbarians had betrayed the Alliance. The bad news that had been constantly transmitted back had made the Savage King even more brutal and bloodthirsty.

The Barbarian King sat atop the throne, his face grim and his amber eyes flashing with a cruel and dark light.

His thoughts were not on these women. He did not even bother to look at them. He understood his subordinates' intentions. They wanted to use these women to reduce his anger. However, his fury was not something that anyone could extinguish. Now was the time to use his men. He had to reassure his men, so he took a look.

Suddenly, the Barbarian King's gaze fell on one of the women's faces. The other women had their heads lowered as they knelt on the ground. Only her back was straight, his head was raised high, and she was even staring straight at him!

Like a crane among chickens, she was wearing a torn, goose-yellow dress and was kneeling there, looking at him. She was obviously weak, yet there was no trace of fear on her delicate and beautiful face. She pursed her lips slightly, her eyes filled with stubbornness.

Such a familiar face, such a familiar expression and gaze!

The Barbarian King stared at her and pointed a finger at her. "Come here."

She was smiling, actually smiling, but her smile was a little cold, like a snow-white lotus in the middle of a snowstorm. That kind of gentleness, that kind of stubbornness!

Unexpectedly, she stood up and slowly walked out of the group of young girls. Her steps were steady, and even though her body was covered with wounds and bloodstains, she did not waver in the slightest.

"Pa …" Bold, kneel down and crawl to the foot of the Barbarian King! "

The crisp sound of a whip lashed across the air. A Northern Field General roared in anger as he swung the whip in his hand forward, wanting to beat up this beautiful woman. These girls from the Sky Origin Stage were the lowest slaves in the Northern Region. They had no right to stand up and kneel in front of their masters forever!

"Step back and let her come over."

The Barbarian King's amber eyes burned with two flames as he stared at her.

"Now, the Falcon Slave should address you as the Barbarian King." Now, the Falcon Slave should address you as the Barbarian King.

This was definitely not a woman's voice. Although her voice was not loud, it belonged to a man, and it carried a cold pride. This beauty that was as weak as Liu Yingfeng was actually a man!

The Barbarian King abruptly stood up and walked towards him. "It's you? Is it really you? "